Riley's POV
Jace walks through the door clutching a small container, his attention fixed on whatever he's carrying. "Why did you send me on some ridiculous scavenger hunt?" Jace grumbles, finally lifting his gaze toward Caleb with that trademark grin spreading across his features.
Caleb offers a casual shrug. "Don't ask me. Freya requested those specific items." He gestures in Freya's direction, and Jace follows the movement until his eyes lock onto her.
The container crashes to the floor with a dull thud. "Mate," Jace breathes out, the word barely audible in the sudden stillness.
My eyes widen as I watch the recognition dawn between them, the invisible thread pulling them together in that moment of discovery.
"Hello, Jace," Freya responds with surprising composure, as if she's been expecting this revelation all along.
